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    Without uttering a single word, Marissa silently endured Connor’s brazen chatter. When he finally paused, she asked, her face nk, “Are you done?”


    Connor raised an eyebrow. He knew Marissa was about to lose her cool, but he stayed put.


    The next second, Marissa kicked him out of bed. Connor hit the floor with a groan of pain. When he flirted with her shamelessly, he had anticipated this oue. He knew ck Snake had a penchant for solving problems with violence.


    Despite knowing this, he couldn’t resist flirting with her. He found her anger entertaining. It was a mix of suffering and enjoyment for him.


    After booting him out of bed, Marissa ignored him, heading to the bathroom to wash up and get dressed. She then prepared to leave.


    When she emerged from the bathroom, Connor wheeled in a dining cart loaded with several exquisite dishes. ncing at Marissa, he said softly, “Eat something before you go.”


    It was eight in the evening. Marissa hadn’t had dinner and was feeling a bit hungry, so she didn’t hesitate to sit down and eat. Connor joined her at the table. Marissa, still furious with him, avoided his gaze and focused on devouring her meal, her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk.


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    Connor, on the other hand, ate slowly, savoring the sight of Marissa. He found her incredibly adorable. Smiling, he teased, “Miss ck Snake, you’re always so ruthless, ignoring me after sleeping with me! You’re such a bad woman.”


    Marissa swiftly kicked Connor under the table without saying a word or slowing her eating. ck Snake was a formidable force. Connor sucked in a sharp breath of pain. Before he could catch his breath, Marissa had already finished her meal. She rolled her eyes at him and walked away.


    Connor took a deep breath and managed to get up. Marissa grabbed her UAV and tested it off. Marc and Terry were waiting outside. As soon as they saw her, they hurried forward to greet her.


    In a whisper, Marc said, “Chief instructor, Mr. Daniels mentioned you need the motorcycle for some business tonight. He asked me to park it in thepany’s underground parking lot.”


    Marissa paused briefly. Despite Connor’s infuriating nature, he was undeniably meticulous and considerate. She nodded, took the key to her motorbike from Marc’s hand, and continued walking. Marc and Terry obediently followed.


    Unable to contain his curiosity, Terry asked, “Chief instructor, what are you up to tonight?”


    Marissa replied candidly, “To check the guard shifts at Skytop Mansion. If I’m lucky and rissa happens to be there, I can also pinpoint where the thing we want is stored.”


    Hearing this, Marc and Terry recognized the gravity of the situation and immediately adopted a serious demeanor.


    Marc inquired, “Chief instructor, would you like us to apany you?”


    Terry chimed in, “Yes, let’s go together.”


    “No, thank you.” Marissa declined, disying the UAV in her hand. “Having this is sufficient. I won’t need you today. If you apany me, we might alert the enemy. I’ll assign tasks to you when needed.”


    As they conversed, they reached the elevator door. Marc pressed the button for Marissa, and Terry extended his hand to hold the door, showing their considerate nature. Marissa stepped into the elevator with a contented smile. The elevator doors closed, and Marissa pressed the button for the underground floor.


    As she departed, both Marc and Terry looked crestfallen, sighing with disappointment.


    Suddenly, Connor’s cold voice echoed behind them, causing Marc and Terry to shrink back in fear


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